Once The Contract Marriage was Over, I was Ready to Leave My CEO Husband

###Chapter 7

I was slightly startled and then suddenly realized. Today was indeed also our wedding anniversary. Every year in the past, this day had been the day I spent all my effort to prepare a gift for David even if he never took it to heart.

This year, why had he suddenly ‘remembered’ it?

Did David remember that today was the day when the ten-year contract came to an end and we legally terminated our relationship?

My thoughts were surging and in the end, I just clenched the judgment on my chest and nodded lightly, "Yes, I went to the mall."

A trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Well, then I’d take Jessica and Gregory out first. When I came back in the evening, I’d accompany you ... to celebrate."

"Well."

My voice was cold.

The butler reminded David carefully, "The amusement park had been booked as you ordered. Miss Charlotte had been talking about wanting to play the carousel. Did you want to … "

David hesitated for a moment, then looked at me, "Then you go and call Charlotte … "

Before he finished speaking, Jessica trembled suddenly, grabbed his arm tightly, tears in her eyes and trembled in fear, "David, I was afraid … what if Catherine did something more terrible to me and Gregory in the amusement park?"

David's body stiffened and he hugged her tightly, "Okay, don’t take them. Let’s go."

He didn’t look at me again, hugged her with one hand and held her son with the other hand and walked toward the garage.

My heart was calm and I turned and went upstairs. My daughter was standing on the terrace on the second floor, looking at the black Rolls-Royce carrying her father and other children out of the door.

I felt a sharp pain in my heart and I squatted down in front of her to explain to her, "Dad had something urgent to do, so—"

"It’s okay, Mum!"

But my daughter interrupted me and smiled sweetly at me sensibly, "I didn’t need Dad, it was enough to have Mum to celebrate my birthday with me!"

My eyes were warm as I said, "Okay, Mom would make the baby the happiest little birthday star!"

I put on my daughter’s favorite princess dress and took her to my favorite Italian restaurant for a big meal. After lunch, both Charlotte and I went to visit the Museum Victoria and Albert that we both liked.

As night fell, I posted my daughter’s happy little face making a wish on the cake on Instagram.

[Happy seventh birthday to my little princess!]

Not long after I posted it, my phone vibrated wildly.

David’s voice was panic and condemnation, "Why didn’t you remind me that today was my daughter’s birthday?"

Was it necessary?

When my daughter was looking forward to her parents accompanying her to blow out birthday candles and open gifts, her father was spending millions to set off grand fireworks for someone else’s son in the amusement park.

The drones formed a huge confession, shining over the city.

[Jessica, the girl I love my whole life.]

Under the bright fireworks, he kissed Jessica passionately.

This scene was captured and broadcast live by countless cameras and instantly swept the hot searches on major platforms around the world.

#YatesCEOOnlyLovesHisWifeAndAdoptedSon

#DavidYatesShowsLoveWithMillionsofFireworks

I calmly retracted my gaze from the TV screen and my voice was as cold as ice, "David, Charlotte was your biological daughter, but did you need me to remind you of her birthday?"

This time, I hung up the phone without waiting for his answer.

"Beep … "

A mechanical busy tone came from my ears. I didn’t know why, but David’s heart was hit by that inexplicable panic again. I put the divorce decree in the drawer that David often used and wiped off the fingerprints of the password lock for myself and my daughter.

In the living room, those expensive gifts that he had thrown at random. Jewelry, bags, artworks ... I swept them into the trash can expressionlessly. Then, I held my daughter’s hand, dragged the luggage and got into a car waiting on the roadside.

The car started and I took off the ring on my ring finger and threw it out of the car window. Passing an intersection, a black Rolls-Royce passed by us and drove in the opposite direction ...